Love Definition: The Middle-Distance Relationship

Despite living in a major urban area, New Yorkers are some of the most provincial people you will ever meet. A friend of mine who lives in Manhattan and dates a guy who lives in New Jersey – about a half hour train ride away – says that their relationship “borders on being long-distance.” When I was in college in Greensboro, NC I dated a guy in Chapel Hill, a 45-minute drive away, and for a college student whose entire life was within four blocks of campus it felt like a million miles away.

Hence, we need a new term: the middle-distance relationship. It’s the middle space between living within walking distance of each other and living on opposite coasts. If you can’t stay at his place unless you bring an entire change of clothes (because your place is too far away to stop by on the way to the office), then you fall into this category.

Have you ever been in a middle distance relationship? How did you adjust?

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    • Gimmy

      Right now. He’s about an hour away by public transport and since I’m too poor to go any other way, the bus it is.

    • AD

      I’ve been in one for a couple of years. Sometimes it sucks, but otherwise, I’m glad to have the space. It’d probably be a different story without the internet.

    • Lindsey

      In one now-ish. At home he’s middle-distance at school it’s long distance.

      Best part: compartmentalizing. You don’t have to worry about awkwardly inviting him to hang out with your friends.
      Worst part: the drive to see him during rush hour makes me rage-y.